When my parents learn that I basically gave up on college, I will have let down every single person that has cared for me. Self loathing is about to hit an all time high. I even started cutting again after a year of not doing it, and make deeper, more deliberate cuts (maybe I’m a *****). I enjoy the pain, and seeing my own blood. If it wasn’t so hard to actually commit suicide that way, I might be incline to do it.
Gave up on my classes 2/3 of the way through the semester and I had A’s in all of them. I fucking hate myself.
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What made you give up? You had As, why stop?